I would like them to cease breathing,
silence the galling air I hear creeping
through their nostrils down their larynx
from their windpipe to their lungs. And out.
My nerves convulse, electric shocks
to my synapses as they chew
I … CONTINUE READING »
A relapsing recidivist guilty as charged I confess
I unbarred my lips to ruby lymph once again,
my feeble mind my accomplice incited my right hand
to pour me twelve chalices of wine, seduce me
with promises of voluptuous respite. … CONTINUE READING »
My dear fish humans are drowning
In an ocean of confusion glittering ruby
Globules droplets of blood streaming
From their ears suffering the pressure
To survive.
With all their genius, their clever intuitions
Amidst their inventions they are lost
In … CONTINUE READING »
It is night where you are
In the face of lights outside
It is dark in your room
Despite the crispness of the air
It is warm in your bed.
Across the ocean where I am
It is day, the … CONTINUE READING »
You stood behind me the day I received
A spirit you swore to guide and protect,
Love as you so marvellously did. I remember,
The Christmas presents, the Easter eggs,
Your smiles, your jokes, the liqueur you made,
Your azure … CONTINUE READING »
White caucasoid, yellow or dusky mongoloid
Orange australoid, black negroid, and perhaps
Khoisanoids, non-bantu lighter South Africans
The closest thing to original Homo sapiens.
European, Asian, Oceanian, African, the first
Three descendants of the latter, and perhaps
Native American, progeny … CONTINUE READING »
Seated on grass the lake before me
Waiting for night to fall and stars to follow
Anticipation, a red pillow and a mat.
People around me not too close
Amidst caves made of tree canopies
Search for twigs and logs, … CONTINUE READING »
August held my hand in silence
Shushed the noise for me to heed
The wind caressing crisp dry leaves
Clinging on thirsty trees exhausted
By the blossoms they engendered
Throughout the past five moons.
Pervaded by summer frissons I followed… CONTINUE READING »
Grey skies weep as rumours run along the streets
What once were murmurs hung on Angel Oak tree
Became hollers in cotton fields carried by winds
Praising the Lord skinning mules shucking corn
Blue notes they howled for water, food … CONTINUE READING »
Never fails to marvel, endless motion
Of all that exists, my heartbeat tiny dots
In the night sky, they say are so much bigger
Should one approach, balls of fire
Emitting light to engender life, particles
Of fantasy fusing to … CONTINUE READING »
